Chapter 1

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Brooke's POV
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"BROOKE GET THE FUCK UP! YOU USELESS BITCH!" yelled my 'father'.
I can't stand him, since my brother died he became and alcoholic and takes his anger out on me. You probably wondering where my mother is? Well she died giving birth to me unfortunately, my father blamed me at first but then realized it's how life is.

I dragges my self out of bed and walked into the bathroom. I gasped when I came in contact with the mirror, I had a purple bruise on my cheek. A frown started to form on my face because I knew it was from my loving father (note the sarcasm).

I started illegal fighting to get out of reality, sort of like reading a book. I also fight because I get money, since my father doesn't work. Anyway back to the present.

I stripped and hopped into the shower and feeling the warm water drip onto my hair and down my back reaching my legs. I picked up my coconut shower body lotion and washed my self. I also washed my dark brown hair with strawberry shampoo.

~15 minutes later~

I turned the shower off and hopped out of the shower, I wrapped a white fluffy towel around my body and walked out of the bathroom into my closet.

I grabbe my wirh sweat shirt that said 'I only date super heroes', balck jeans, a red beenie, my red flats and my fake glasses.

I grabbe my wirh sweat shirt that said 'I only date super heroes', balck jeans, a red beenie, my red flats and my fake glasses

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After I finished getting dressed I but my knotty brown hair into a messy bun. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs. As I was walking into the kitchen and saw my father sitting on a stool with a cup of coffee and the daily newspaper. I took a deep breath and walked slowing down towards the kitchen, my father looked up and saw me. Sometimes he is in a good mood and other times he is not, I swear he is bipolar. 

"Hello sweetie," he says to me with a smile. See what I mean? 

"Hi Dad," I reply trying not to cringe. I quickly grab and apple and say bye to my Dad then walk out the door straight away. Your also probably wondering why I don't just beat the shit out of my Dad? Well he is still my father and plus he gives me food and a home, and if I did then I better watch out.

I hop into my rusty truck, of course I'm not gonna drive my Nissan 370Z or my Ninja Kawasaki 600, so I don't attract attention. I crank 'Sorry Not Sorry' by Demi Lovato (my queen!) onto my CD player.

"BABY I'M SORRY! I'M NOT SORRY!" I scream my absolute heart out. Five minutes later I arrive at hell, oops I meant Riverbank High School. I get out of my car, with my bag on my back. In the left corner of my eye I see the school slut Rachel and her 'minions' Faith and Sarah. In the other corner of my eye I see the school bad boy and gangleader, Keegan Blacc. I have to admit he is hot but a total douche. I also see his best friends, Ryder, Liam, Tanner and Luke. I re-focus my eyes onto the school entrance.

I enter and go to my locker, as I'm getting my books from my locker for English I hear clicks on the floor. I immediately know its Rachel. I turn around and see a barbie, her face is full of make-up, shes wearing a short skirt that you can practically see her fake ass, a top that shows too much cleavage, that you could use her fake tits as a money box. She is fake, he lips, nose, ass, tits, her face just everything.

"Hey nerd," she says while pulling out of my trance.

"H-i." I fake stutter. All of a sudden I feel a slight burning sensation on my left cheek, it didn't really hurt. She's really weak, I don't move at first because it didn't phase me. Then I realized a crowd was starting to form around us. I fake being hurt, I can hear the laughs of everyone.

"Did I tell you to speak bitch?!" she yells right into my face. Well she did tell me to speak but I don't know whats wrong with this bitch honestly, is everyone bipolar today?

"N-o" I fake stutter once again, before she could say something else Keegan steps in, wait Keegan? Since when does Keegan help me? When Rachel sees Keegan she straightens her composure and pulls her skirt up even more then it should be, then pulls down her shirt to show even more cleavage. For fucks sake woman! 

"Hey baby," she smiles and bats her eyelashes, both Keegan and I roll our eyes. 

"Fuck off Rachel! Go find some other dude to fill your sexual needs!" He yells at her, she steps back and tears well up in her eyes, I really want to laugh at her face right now. She runs across the hall into the girls bathroom with her minions not far behind her.

"Hey, are you ok?" a voice snaps me out of my thoughts, I turn and saw Keegan looking at me with concern in his eyes?

"Ye-ah," I fake stutter for the 100th time today, while looking down. I wish I could be myself but I can't.

"Do you want to come and sit with me today?" he asks. My eyes widen, I think about for a second. It shouldn't cause too much harm right? I mean I'm just going to sit next to a dangerous gangleader with his best friends who are also in the gan-.

"Hello?" he snaps me out of my thoughts once again, man I really gotta stop doing that.

"Um...sure." I reply with a smile, he smiles back at me.

"So she can talk," he smirkd

Shit.

He chuckles and I can feel my cheeks heat up. Wait hold up, I don't blush. What is wrong with me.

"Well I'm not a mime am I now?" I reply confidently, for fucks sake Brooke. I can see his eyes widen at my remark. 

RING! 

The bell goes, great now I'm late to class. This day just got interesting.


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HEY GUYSSS

I hope you guys like this chapter and don't worry this story will definitely get better and WILL be continued!!!!

This is my first story so no hate!!!! BISH

Please comment what you think.

BYE!!! 


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